I will not trade what really matters,
And things that truly last,
For the momentary pleasures the world brings..
For the momentary pleasures the world brings..
The things that my King Jesus has reserved for me..
The lasting happiness, joy, and bliss..
To look at myself years from now - and still find love and peace -
Not shattered by a past that foolishness creates..
I am His, hidden by His mighty hand..
I am His, hidden by His mighty hand..
By One who is far wiser than I could ever be..
To get to me is to go through Him..
To get to me is to go through Him..
My Prince, my Rescuer, my Restorer, the Lover of my soul.
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- camille -
Happy December, everyone!
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